I Gave the Ten-Million Deal to My Accuser

Our marketing agency was practically bleeding out, inches away from total bankruptcy.

I was the one who pulled us back from the ledge. I spent a month practically living at the office, surviving on black coffee and sheer willpower, until I finally locked down a ten-million-dollar contract that would save all our jobs.

Just hours before the official ink was supposed to dry, my phone buzzed. A notification from the company’s main Slack channel.

Brittany, our newest intern, had tagged me.

[Hey Nicole. No offense, but I’m just curious.]

[Did you take a massive kickback on this deal?]